To hell with it, he's just going in for a kiss - maggotrot
▐ ☤ *･ ━「 this is not a prompt // @maggotrot 」
He’s prattling ceaselessly about some medical drivel , it’s unclear what is true & what isn’t ( & what may be intended to be taken in jest ) . It is mostly to fill the silence between them . Robbie might be idle , but Henrik has never known him to be much for chatter .
The doctor is in the process of a rudimentary check - up , ensuring that all of Robbie’s subsequent parts function ( at least as much as they have come to expect them to function ) . His medical mask has been long abandoned , as it was causing his glasses to fog up . The prognosis is no worst than the last ; which is some damn good news if Henrik does say so himself !
He was about when a pair of slightly rotten lips pressed gently against his own . He might have thought , for a moment , that Robbie had just … fallen against him , but it’s far too deliberate a movement , & with much too much care to be induced by one of Robbie’s dazed moments .
He doesn’t move away . Just pulls on the neck of his sweater to straighten it , mask the slightly embarrassed warmth that has the chatter box doctor utterly silent . He ties off the end of an ace bandage , letting out a slight breath . An awkward shrug as words come spilling out .
. ❛ I don’t know if kissing me is good for your immune z’ystem . But … if z’hat is v’hat you v’ant , z’hat is v’hat you v’ant . I’m z’ertainly not stopping you . ❜
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